Glorall

Disaster has struck!
Flooding from the north has taken its toll on Glorall. The large tides combined with the increase in water draining from the Ruieze River has flooded the lower regions of the pack. The sandy soil, compounded with so much water, has toppled a lot of trees. Traveling is difficult even when the water is shallower, with the sandy soil below being difficult to find traction on. The daily tides seem to keep the level of flooding fairly consistent, too.

During the low tide, wolves may be able to move around the higher dunes (with some difficulty) but during high tide, the pack is almost impossible to safely navigate. Swimming is possible, but the risk of currants and surges from either the ocean or the river are very real. The island off of the coast of Glorall is untouched by either issue, although it is incredibly difficult to find your way there without being an adept swimmer with plenty of good luck!

Note: Glorall will reopen once 30 posts have been completed (or at Staff discretion). During this time, new threads will receive a 'Surprise','Disaster', and prizes. Glorall is currently not open for challenges.


THE HERE AND NOWALPHA OF GLORALL
Elohim

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Posted on October 23, 2014 at 06:52:45 AM by octavia

She wasn’t a child anymore, but she’d missed all of the important things that children were supposed to learn. Tesseract had taken her on a single mission when she was a child, and that was all. It was all she’d hung around for, and maybe a part of the child regretted that. Octavia wouldn’t allow herself regrets, though. Why dwell when you could make things a freaking party? Don’t dwell. Don’t dare dwell. She shook inwardly at that idea, trying to keep things together in her head. The organizational structure was seriously lacking. All the refined skills a child of the alpha should have… none of those.

What she did have? The girl now knew she could survive on her own. A female, not particularly well learned or well versed in the ways in the ways the world worked, that had made it this far without any guidance. An independent streak ran rampant through her strange little mind. Survival came easily; interaction did not. Complex interaction was the most incredibly challenging. Strangers—why? Why should she have to entertain the notion that strangers could be anything but? Not okay. So many things that just got lost on the dark creature. So, so many far away things. It made her nearly ill.

There is not a stranger before her. There is a creature that appears when Octavia isn’t thinking carefully enough, a mistake that could have been fatal on a different day. Today, however, was a day that involved the gaze of a face that she knew and knew well. A face that wasn’t unlike hers, the face of family. Her tail wagged at the other girl’s words, a low nod to her head. “Hello, Cersei.” Yes, nodding at the other girl with a slow grin on her face. Impish grin, brilliant grin, a wag to her silken tail. At last, she was home.

There would be questions, she knew there would be questions, and all Octavia could do was brace herself. The dark princess had no idea what she was going to say, but that wasn’t important for now. For now, she had her sister back, and she was home.



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